A Girl is never too old to go back for fun
As a woman I am guilty of using these boards to complain about the hypocrisy and the injustices of sex. I forget that most men and women on here come for the companionship of the opposite sex, old men being able to read my thoughts through my words, and know that if we ever met, there would be a chance that an act of sex, could take place between us.
I try to tell it like it is, because most women, are like most men, we like sex and want to fuck and be fucked, even when married, our knickers will be removed if the opportunity arises, regardless of our vows at the alter, my own carried out with my husband to be, he knew I was completely naked under my wedding gown, except for stockings and garter belt, like many other brides, who's wedding bed was shared by more than their new husband, my own lay there on the chair snoring, whilst the best man did the duties and fucked me to sleep. It was just sex after all, an outrageous act made all the more exciting as my moans could be heard, and the back slapping people listening, were giving credit to my poor new husband, whilst my coiffured fingernails, were dug deep into the best mans ass, making sure his fabulous cock never left my pussy until I had cummed a few times, and that he had pumped his warm semen inside me, even to the point of impregnation.
In case you are wondering, since DNA testing, it is estimated that 30 to 40% of all c***dren born, are born to other fathers, meaning the truer truth is, that married women are fucking other men, and I am one of those women, and my three closest friends are screwing around, so even in my small circle of friends, we have 100% infidelity, and have even shared men in hotel rooms, we get two maybe three cocks in us, and they in return, get to feel inside the difference of all our pussies. It's just sex, and fucking nothing to do with an invisible God, or religious rites of passage or tradition, just a good old fashioned cock in pussy action, usually through boredom or feeling the man's urgency to fuck you, you lay there and let him do his thing, like my bus trip back home from the airport in London, to Edinburgh, I had sex with an older man, in the back seat, who disembarked at Carlyle, with a backwards wave, as the bus continued North, I sat there an hour later, playing with his warm semen, seeping from my unprotected pussy, masturbating and lubricating my clitoris, by dipping my fingers inside and smearing it all over my pubis. I often wondered if he ever thought about me after he disembarked, and what he might think if he knew I was playing with his cum in such an intimate way?
Of course ten years earlier in school, I was used to be cummed on on my way to school, and going into the girls toilet to clean the stains, and relieve myself of the sexual tension, through masturbation and dangerously applying the cum onto my clitoris, as an added excitement, back then I was not on the pill, and had only a vague idea about being impregnated, but the excitement of feeling men, who wanted to touch you intimately, was too much to ignore or try to avoid happening, more so, like the morning ride on the train, one man slid his cock under my short skirt and went in between my thighs, and cummed, whilst I trapped him in there and provided enough friction to make him think he was inside me. My light grey school skirt has a big wet stain where his cum soaked into the cotton fabric, making it look like I had wet myself. I walked around with my satchel covering my front, still feeling his fat cock, crushed between my thighs, and wanting to feel one inside me for real. That was the same week I had my first period, no wonder I was a horny little bitch, my body was directing me and encouraging him to do it, and this is why so many inexperienced girls get pregnant, they succumb to their bodies demands and why so many perverts are surprised how easy young girls are to fuck, especially those girls who want it, we show you and lead the way, and just cross our fingers and hope, instead of crossing our thighs and keeping your cocks out.
The one thing about technology it allows girls to put themselves out there for all those million of men looking for certain types of girls for sex. I setup, with the help of my husband, an "Onlyfans site", where I really expressed myself for monetary and gifts contributions. What I liked about it, was it was personal and it felt limited to my own imagination and all the men watching me. I was tailoring my sexuality to those men paying me for the privilege of directing me and watching me do it the way they wanted to fuck me.
Of course like most of the girls on this site we allow two way communicating, to make it a little closer to some men, very personal contacts, even closer than one on one masturbations, it helps us girls who spend most of the time pleasing the men, to have some me-time and live our sexual fantasies for a good real and very genuine orgasm.
One such instance was when going through my private contacts was an email from a man who claimed he knew me, and used to see me at the bus stop opposite his home, with other girls waiting for the school bus, in our uniforms. He named the school and described me, as the girl with the blond hair with pink and green highlights. My heart almost stopped, fuck, he s spot on.
I called him a dirty old perv, with a 'lol' at the end, "What were you doing watching a bunch of twelve and thirteen year old schoolgirls", I asked him, my heart pounding?
"I was thinking about having you right here in my kitchen and fucking you with my big fat cock", he retorted. "I was thirteen", I replied, "would you still have fucked me knowing that"? What was I thinking, of course he would have fucked me, rammed it up my arse if I let him, this was how sex was meant to be, a****listic and brutal, the way I imagined it as a girl, the guy had me wetter than a sponge, I was hung up on his sexual deviancy, podophile and ****, God my stomach churned at the thought of the pleasure this man would have felt fucking me like that. I went though one set of batteries with my sex toy to gain back control of my bodily functions.
We communicated for a few months until September and then I realised the school season had started, "Was he still watching the schoolgirls and having a wank at their expense"?
He was nearly 70 years old and had never lost that desire for young females, I was on the other hand, 23, very much a woman and more than capable of giving him everything he craved from a woman come girl, even more so that morning, which was a Monday, I sought out my old School uniform and low and behold, it still fitted me, only better, like an extra from the St. Trinian's movies of old, I had an idea, but I had to wank myself first, just to calm down.
I bleached my hair blond and put in the pink and green highlights, dressed up in my uniform this time with the added lingerie, and drove around to where the old bus stop was, and then figured out which window was his. The bus stop was deserted, it was mostly for the school run so it made it easier for me to get out of the car and go sit in it for the first time in ten or so years.
I sent him an email, and yes he was in, "Take a look at the bus stop and see a young horny female looking for some cock", I sent it, scanning the windows and then suddenly he was there, a lot closer than I imagined, when I thought back. We waved to each other and I got up and made my way to his close (communal entrance), and limbed the stairs to meet him in the middle flat.
We laughed, shook hands and I went in, followed by him and I went into the kitchen, to the window so I could see what he saw, and felt him come close behind me, and start to touch me. I just melted into his hands, "Fuck me daddy", I moaned back at him, feeling my clothes being torn from my body, "Give it me daddy", I said dropping my upper torso across his small kitchen table, and my pantie being pulled down over my stockings to my ankles, as he was grunting loudly, with my bare ass cheeks being pulled wide open to spread my cunt and open my arse to his gaze, "Oh daddy, I'm late for classes", I moaned as he ploughed into me, ten years after the fact, but we both made up for it, and started a relationship that we both wanted, and as perverse it it was, it was ours and I loved playing the roll of a girl again succumbing to men and being abused sexually.
My husband never ever knew of my little side show with this old man, and then I found out a distant cousin of mine had a daughter going to that same school we went to, and I befriended her, she was enamoured by me, and wanted to her own "Onlyfans", but was to young, so to compensate, I introduced her to a private show with my old man, under the strictest of confidence, she jumped at it, and then I took her to the bus stop and pointed to his window, "He lives there and we meet for sex", I told her truthfully, "do you want to join in and have fun"?
Her eyes were wide as saucers, innocent and appealing, her lips were pouting and he nipples rigid with excitement, "If you agree to go there with me, you have to let him touch you". She nodded eagerly, and I waved to him as a sign we both were coming up. We both were wearing our uniforms, she was genuinely skipping classes, and walking eagerly to being a woman.
I try to tell it like it is, because most women, are like most men, we like sex and want to fuck and be fucked, even when married, our knickers will be removed if the opportunity arises, regardless of our vows at the alter, my own carried out with my husband to be, he knew I was completely naked under my wedding gown, except for stockings and garter belt, like many other brides, who's wedding bed was shared by more than their new husband, my own lay there on the chair snoring, whilst the best man did the duties and fucked me to sleep. It was just sex after all, an outrageous act made all the more exciting as my moans could be heard, and the back slapping people listening, were giving credit to my poor new husband, whilst my coiffured fingernails, were dug deep into the best mans ass, making sure his fabulous cock never left my pussy until I had cummed a few times, and that he had pumped his warm semen inside me, even to the point of impregnation.
In case you are wondering, since DNA testing, it is estimated that 30 to 40% of all c***dren born, are born to other fathers, meaning the truer truth is, that married women are fucking other men, and I am one of those women, and my three closest friends are screwing around, so even in my small circle of friends, we have 100% infidelity, and have even shared men in hotel rooms, we get two maybe three cocks in us, and they in return, get to feel inside the difference of all our pussies. It's just sex, and fucking nothing to do with an invisible God, or religious rites of passage or tradition, just a good old fashioned cock in pussy action, usually through boredom or feeling the man's urgency to fuck you, you lay there and let him do his thing, like my bus trip back home from the airport in London, to Edinburgh, I had sex with an older man, in the back seat, who disembarked at Carlyle, with a backwards wave, as the bus continued North, I sat there an hour later, playing with his warm semen, seeping from my unprotected pussy, masturbating and lubricating my clitoris, by dipping my fingers inside and smearing it all over my pubis. I often wondered if he ever thought about me after he disembarked, and what he might think if he knew I was playing with his cum in such an intimate way?
Of course ten years earlier in school, I was used to be cummed on on my way to school, and going into the girls toilet to clean the stains, and relieve myself of the sexual tension, through masturbation and dangerously applying the cum onto my clitoris, as an added excitement, back then I was not on the pill, and had only a vague idea about being impregnated, but the excitement of feeling men, who wanted to touch you intimately, was too much to ignore or try to avoid happening, more so, like the morning ride on the train, one man slid his cock under my short skirt and went in between my thighs, and cummed, whilst I trapped him in there and provided enough friction to make him think he was inside me. My light grey school skirt has a big wet stain where his cum soaked into the cotton fabric, making it look like I had wet myself. I walked around with my satchel covering my front, still feeling his fat cock, crushed between my thighs, and wanting to feel one inside me for real. That was the same week I had my first period, no wonder I was a horny little bitch, my body was directing me and encouraging him to do it, and this is why so many inexperienced girls get pregnant, they succumb to their bodies demands and why so many perverts are surprised how easy young girls are to fuck, especially those girls who want it, we show you and lead the way, and just cross our fingers and hope, instead of crossing our thighs and keeping your cocks out.
The one thing about technology it allows girls to put themselves out there for all those million of men looking for certain types of girls for sex. I setup, with the help of my husband, an "Onlyfans site", where I really expressed myself for monetary and gifts contributions. What I liked about it, was it was personal and it felt limited to my own imagination and all the men watching me. I was tailoring my sexuality to those men paying me for the privilege of directing me and watching me do it the way they wanted to fuck me.
Of course like most of the girls on this site we allow two way communicating, to make it a little closer to some men, very personal contacts, even closer than one on one masturbations, it helps us girls who spend most of the time pleasing the men, to have some me-time and live our sexual fantasies for a good real and very genuine orgasm.
One such instance was when going through my private contacts was an email from a man who claimed he knew me, and used to see me at the bus stop opposite his home, with other girls waiting for the school bus, in our uniforms. He named the school and described me, as the girl with the blond hair with pink and green highlights. My heart almost stopped, fuck, he s spot on.
I called him a dirty old perv, with a 'lol' at the end, "What were you doing watching a bunch of twelve and thirteen year old schoolgirls", I asked him, my heart pounding?
"I was thinking about having you right here in my kitchen and fucking you with my big fat cock", he retorted. "I was thirteen", I replied, "would you still have fucked me knowing that"? What was I thinking, of course he would have fucked me, rammed it up my arse if I let him, this was how sex was meant to be, a****listic and brutal, the way I imagined it as a girl, the guy had me wetter than a sponge, I was hung up on his sexual deviancy, podophile and ****, God my stomach churned at the thought of the pleasure this man would have felt fucking me like that. I went though one set of batteries with my sex toy to gain back control of my bodily functions.
We communicated for a few months until September and then I realised the school season had started, "Was he still watching the schoolgirls and having a wank at their expense"?
He was nearly 70 years old and had never lost that desire for young females, I was on the other hand, 23, very much a woman and more than capable of giving him everything he craved from a woman come girl, even more so that morning, which was a Monday, I sought out my old School uniform and low and behold, it still fitted me, only better, like an extra from the St. Trinian's movies of old, I had an idea, but I had to wank myself first, just to calm down.
I bleached my hair blond and put in the pink and green highlights, dressed up in my uniform this time with the added lingerie, and drove around to where the old bus stop was, and then figured out which window was his. The bus stop was deserted, it was mostly for the school run so it made it easier for me to get out of the car and go sit in it for the first time in ten or so years.
I sent him an email, and yes he was in, "Take a look at the bus stop and see a young horny female looking for some cock", I sent it, scanning the windows and then suddenly he was there, a lot closer than I imagined, when I thought back. We waved to each other and I got up and made my way to his close (communal entrance), and limbed the stairs to meet him in the middle flat.
We laughed, shook hands and I went in, followed by him and I went into the kitchen, to the window so I could see what he saw, and felt him come close behind me, and start to touch me. I just melted into his hands, "Fuck me daddy", I moaned back at him, feeling my clothes being torn from my body, "Give it me daddy", I said dropping my upper torso across his small kitchen table, and my pantie being pulled down over my stockings to my ankles, as he was grunting loudly, with my bare ass cheeks being pulled wide open to spread my cunt and open my arse to his gaze, "Oh daddy, I'm late for classes", I moaned as he ploughed into me, ten years after the fact, but we both made up for it, and started a relationship that we both wanted, and as perverse it it was, it was ours and I loved playing the roll of a girl again succumbing to men and being abused sexually.
My husband never ever knew of my little side show with this old man, and then I found out a distant cousin of mine had a daughter going to that same school we went to, and I befriended her, she was enamoured by me, and wanted to her own "Onlyfans", but was to young, so to compensate, I introduced her to a private show with my old man, under the strictest of confidence, she jumped at it, and then I took her to the bus stop and pointed to his window, "He lives there and we meet for sex", I told her truthfully, "do you want to join in and have fun"?
Her eyes were wide as saucers, innocent and appealing, her lips were pouting and he nipples rigid with excitement, "If you agree to go there with me, you have to let him touch you". She nodded eagerly, and I waved to him as a sign we both were coming up. We both were wearing our uniforms, she was genuinely skipping classes, and walking eagerly to being a woman.
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